She wanted nothing more than to be a tom-boy, tending to and riding horses, but her mother kept trying to make her a prim and proper ‘lady.’ And h...w much she had always rebelled against that. Until a year earlier when her mother died of cancer. She was apparently perfectly healthy, but one day noticed a small lump in her breast. Within six weeks, she had died. The cancer had already spread throughout her mother’s body, and by the time they found it, it was too late. Susan had refused to enter. Mumma : plz dal do na…..Plumber : nahi abhi nae..Mumma : plz jo tum kaho gae wo karungi pehle dal do aander.. plz plz plzPlumber khada hua or mumma ke uper aa gya.. or apna lund mumma ki choot pr ragdne laga…Abb plumber nae dhakka lagea pr lund aander nae ja rha tha.. plumber nae side se oil uthea or mumma ki choot pe lga dea… fir se lund ko choot pr lga kar dhakka dea to thoda sa aander chla gea..Mumma : mae mar jau gi nikalo jaldiPlumber : abhi toh pura aandar jae ga..Mumma siskea lae rahe. It was his sharp intake of breath on seeing Beth's neat little thong that caught my attention. You could clearly see the shape of her pussy lips through the material. She has he pussy shaved and her pussy lips are full and prominent. 'My! My! How delicious! Good enough to eat!' I looked at his staring eyes; I thought that they may pop out of his head at any moment. But I got a shock as my gaze returned to Beth's pussy. It was bare. He had pulled the thong to one side and laid bare her. His mouth drives me insane on a regular basis. He marched us into our bedroom and settled me back on the bed, none to gently. He immediately grabbed my skirt and panties and pulled them off in one quick motion. I watched the passion flare in his eyes when he caught sight of my clean shaven mound. I knew he wanted to take me right then but he thrust his fingers deep into me instead, my juices coated his fingers and he thrust back and forth in my cunt, his thumb pressing my clit on every upward.